How Old Is Rachel Gardner Novels & Stories

I will keep her a secret to satisfy me when I need release. I make my way back downstairs and see Harris’ mate Jules and daughter Rachel. Rachel just turned 18 years old and didn’t find her mate on her birthday. Come to think of it, I don’t remember Rebel there being an 18th birthday for her either. “Alpha Cullen! We are so excited to have you here for dinner in our humble home.” Jules says. Honestly, her voice is nauseating but with a tight smile I reply, “It’s certainly an interesting evening.”

"I guess so. After all, I'm not a naive teenager. I'm twenty eight. I've been a virgin for so long, so I know that sleeping with him isn't a mistake. My heart was really willing to do it." "Aw…" She batted her eyelashes. "I also can't wait to get laid. But no, not now. All the guys in my life are assholes. I'll ensure I get married first. I can't trust anyone, especially after what Jerome and Fred did. They're all gamers." I giggled. "Wish you all the best." Someone knocked on the door. Asking the person to come in, I was dazed to see Rachel walking in. She had a travelling bag with her. It seemed like she was ready to leave. But wait, I had thought she had said she'd be going in a few days.

“Age, Cadet Sinclair?” “Eighteen, ma’am.” Okay, at least there’s only a four-year gap between us, not nine like with Torin. “Zahra Larkin.” My stomach drops. I walk forward, trying not to let the shaking in my hands show. Nurse Rachel glances up, then down when she sees me. Clearly wasn’t expecting someone so small. Her eyes widen slightly. “Age, Cadet Larkin?” “Fourteen, ma’am,” I say, loud and clear.

“The first time I met Maximilian Edwin was when I turned 13 I think…” Before then Rachel was beginning to stay out late again and Heather spent more time at Charlie’s than ever before. “Going out again tonight?” Mrs. Fudge would ask. Rachel would laugh and reply. “Yes, I am working late hours again tonight.”

"And Sage? Your grandmother, Elizabeth Webb wants to meet you personally tomorrow. That's your chance to see how she thinks and learn her patterns." "Even her?" "Especially her. She's been doing this for forty years the same way. She's confident and comfortable and that's her weakness." Rachel put her hand on the door. "Two minutes, I have to go." "Wait. Do you have an idea of the little girl that the doctor showed me?"

I started to wonder if maybe I was getting too friendly with Jessica. Rachel Killian came out of the changing rooms in the robe, her warm golden-brown skin more heavily revealed as I walked her down to the room. I ran through the questionnaire with her, and while she didn’t flirt with me as directly as Eden did, she also wasn’t as clinical or impatient as most of my clients. She joked lightly and smiled with a warm quirk to her plush lips. I was surprised to find out she was in her early forties, and she mentioned she had a couple of kids in their young teens. I went through the motions, stepping out to allow her to get under the sheet on the massage table, and then re-entered.

Yule placed the photo in front of Charlie and Quinn before he spoke up, “Look! Wasn’t I telling the truth?” Charlie looked at the photo, and Rachel looked about twenty-six or twenty-seven years old in the photo. However, at that time, Rachel was taking the mature route. Even though it was an old photo, she still looked exceptionally attractive. Rachel, at that time, had an even better temperament as compared to Quinn now. Quinn, who was aside, looked at the old photo of her mother and exclaimed, “Mom, you really looked so beautiful when you were young. Even though I’ve already seen this photo many times, I cannot help but be filled with praises every time I see it…”

Edna said, confusion vivid on her face “Shawn Gold, Edna Garter. Leave Shawn alone,” Rachel continued and then paused. “He belongs to me.” “What!?” Edna exclaimed. Rachel ignored her and continued. “Now, I wouldn't have taken these steps if Shawn Gold, oh! Maybe I would have, had he welcomed your advances, but he's not interested in you, Edna Garter. If you ever dare to spare as much as a glance his way again, make sure you vanish from the surface of the earth, because I will find you. I'll kill you in the most brutal way you could ever imagine, and by the time anyone realizes, you'll be long dead and decayed. Even if they manage to trace your murder to me, which is impossible, anyway, I ha

"No if you don't keep your mouth shut now, I'm going to send you out of here." Laura folded her arms beneath her breast. "What are you two even doing here in Willsbury?" "It's none of your business. But if you're so desperate to know," Rachel started with a proud smile on her face. "I'm getting married! Very soon. You won't believe who?" "No need to start spilling all your secrets," Monica stopped her. "It's not really a secret anymore. I'm sure it's all over the news by now." It made Laura wonder who she was getting married to. Thomas was almost thirty, and Rachel was the oldest. She'd gotten married four times. And they all ended in shit. This was before her and Thomas divorce. Who knows i

Ruby revealed. My decision to leave again changed as I heard this. Rachel's life really must have been screwed up at such a young age.